Darkfang felt intense pain in his face. It was at that moment when Zakuro's master's camp seemed to become filled with them. The appeared to be human, but dressed strangely and wore masks. Many of them fire tranquilizers at Zakuro

OOC: They've stayed in one spot for a long time, so it kind of seems logically that they would be able to find them.

IC: Darkfang felt his memory return to him. All at once he could see himself in the container. They jabbed him with needles, ran countless tests on him. He brushed the earring in his left ear. It was a gift from them. A suppressor. It was what had kept him to their specifications, and was what they had used to track him as well.

He recognized the name of the machine. It was like a giant computer in the center of the room. With it, supposedly, they could remove your memory of ever being in the lab. And yet he and Dark still suffered from the horrors they had seen, so it clearly didn't function as well as they had thought.

He remembered at one time one of the experiments had been returned to it's container after being through the memory eraser and it looked as if it wasn't even alive anymore. He wished he could have helped them to escape their terrible fate, but he knew that it was inevitable

Darkfang wanted to stop the suddenly flood of memories. It hurt to remember them almost as much as they had actually hurt when they happened. The only upside was that he knew what he had to look forward too